novel-books Chapter 240 Modernized Gods
Chapter 240 Modernized Gods
Chapter 240 Modernized Gods
As Stix continues to expand globally, more and more people around the world are coming into contact with its products.
Environmentally friendly and reliable bio-batteries, bioprinted parts for various purposes, and powerful clone soldiers allow the company to enter fields such as energy, healthcare, and even security.
The only drawback is that there are still some discordant voices online, saying things that are detrimental to unity and criticizing the company for violating its ethical and moral charter.
The company's security department is on the move every day, going offline to silence certain people.
Although those people always try to justify themselves by saying that they are not targeting Stix, how could the security department not know that Stix is the most blatant violator of ethical codes in the world?
Despite some minor hiccups, Stix is still in its development phase, and other committee companies will try their best to avoid causing trouble for it, considering the Witch production line.
Each mass-produced witch's infiltration adds momentum to the evolution of the Ring.
To the committee members' surprise, this seems to have accelerated the evolution of the ring, reducing what might have taken ten years to less than five.
As the witch's involvement increases, this timeframe continues to shorten, as if an unseen force is driving the evolution of the ring.
"This is a good thing. What's holding us back now is the production speed of the infiltration pods, which can't keep up with the supply speed of mass-produced witches."
The Lazarus commissioners waved their arms, urging several companies capable of producing submersible pods to increase their production speed.
"Based on Styx's production capacity, perhaps in less than five years, just one year, we will be able to witness the real Ring and truly ascend to the throne of God." The committee member from Nota Technology was equally delighted.
One committee member suggested, "Perhaps we should discuss our respective divine names and authorities to avoid future conflicts between the gods due to a lack of timely communication."
Upon hearing this, the committee members nodded, agreeing with his point.
Some committee members had already planned ahead, ready to persuade others at any time to ensure that their own interests would not be harmed.
"What do you think of the title 'God of Media and the Internet'? I think it suits me quite well." Committee member Lazarus spoke first, his eyes gleaming.
His envisioned authority does not contain any natural elements, but rather carries a strong modern and technological character.
This is a name he conceived based on his own field, which is very consistent with his identity as a media mogul.
But not everyone agrees with his idea.
"Hey, I think you're being a bit too greedy," one committee member said. "I have no problem with the media part, but I can't give up the internet part."
His company is also involved in the internet sector and competes with Lazarus Channel.
Seeing this, the other committee members also joined the discussion, and without exception, the names of the gods they proposed all had a modern technological flavor.
God of globalization, god of transportation, god of production and manufacturing...
They were arguing loudly, but four committee members still did not join the discussion.
The heads of the three giant corporations smiled without saying a word; their legendary status was already established, and no one dared to compete with them.
The remaining person was Modi, who listened to the committee members' discussion with great interest, but remained silent throughout.
"Commissioner Mormontes, what are your thoughts?"
One of the committee members noticed Modi and asked him a question out of curiosity, while also changing the subject.
The others also shut their mouths and turned their gazes to him.
"Me?" Seeing that the blame had been shifted onto him, Modi shrugged indifferently. "Copying, distortion, these are the powers I have chosen."
Most committee members chose only two authorities to prevent themselves from being unable to control them, and similarly, they only chose authorities in areas they were familiar with.
This conclusion was drawn from their research on the witch belief system. Compared to the long-lost belief in nature, technology, which has completely permeated all aspects of human society, is more worthy of their trust.
"Copying and distortion?" The committee members were slightly taken aback.
These two powers do not conflict with theirs; a closer look at the other's domain will make it clear why he made this choice.
"Stix is skilled in biotechnology such as bioprinting and cloning, so this is indeed a good choice for you." Hongyu nodded, agreeing with the idea.
Most importantly, these two powers do not overlap with the one he has chosen.
Before long, the group returned to the previous topic and continued to argue, trying to reach a more satisfactory result by dividing power and transferring authority.
"What's the difference between this and popping champagne ahead of time?" Mordy scoffed inwardly.
What these committee members didn't know was that their biggest enemy wasn't the ring or outside, but rather within themselves.
With each additional mass-produced witch infiltrating the Ring, Mordy's connection with the Ring strengthens. By now, he can achieve low-latency communication with the Ring.
He has an intimate knowledge of both worlds and can control the behemoth at any time, thwarting the committee's plans.
With a thought, he used the Blood God Child, a backup plan left inside the mass-produced witches, to penetrate deep into the cellular level and give a revelation to one of them.
Inside one of the infiltration pods, a white-haired witch twitched her fingers. Although she hadn't broken out of her infiltration state, her consciousness within the infiltrated ring received certain information.
"Ugh..." Aisha groaned, covering her head as she got out of bed.
Her mind was foggy, and fragmented pieces of information kept popping up, preventing her from regaining her senses for a long time.
She had another dream, in which she tried to escape the island but was chased and killed, eventually drowning in the vast ocean.
In addition, she dreamed of a man covered in scarlet, seemingly looking at her through a layer of glass.
This man was a frequent visitor in her dreams. Every time she dreamed, she would see him, and for some reason, she always felt a strange sense of intimacy from him.
"Escape by boat? Failed. The prison guards have also set up defenses at sea." She muttered to herself, "I need other means, a flying machine? Or something else?"
From the moment she gained consciousness, she was trapped in this isolated island prison, along with dozens of other witches.
The prison is guarded by a group of jailers led by the warden. They are more like monsters than humans, possessing power that witches can hardly match.
Under the supervision of the prison guards, they had to complete certain tasks every day, the tasks of which varied. Sometimes it was to tend to the flowers and plants, and sometimes it was to clean the prison.
After finishing their work, they are able to relax for a while.
Aisha didn't understand why they were imprisoned on this isolated island, nor did she understand what the people behind the island wanted to do.
However, she has one goal: to escape, and ideally, to find the man who appeared in her dream and confront him.
"Before my last death rewind, I encountered a giant beast in the middle of the ocean. It not only capsized my ship but also destroyed the jailer's ship. Although I still couldn't change my fate of death."
Each witch in the isolated island prison possesses her own unique abilities, the most common being levitation, fire control, and water control, while some are less common.
For example, Ashe's ability is "Death Rewind," which allows her to bring back memories from before her death to three days prior through dreams.
She has had three memories of death so far, and is becoming increasingly familiar with the island.
She knew everything about the prison guards' deployment and rotation patterns, the terrain features of the isolated island and its surroundings, and even the abilities and weaknesses of some of the witches.
Her previous death rewind revealed to her that a giant beast was lurking around the island, a crucial piece of information that she might be able to use to escape.
"I wonder what that lizard-like, blue-glowing behemoth is, and why it's lurking in that sea area?"
She vaguely remembered that the warden had mentioned a creature called Titan, which typically feeds on radiation. Could this be it?
Outside the cell, the bell tolled. Ash gathered her thoughts, jumped out of bed, and walked out of the cell.
She had an idea, but it required the cooperation of other witches and could only be carried out during a relaxed time.
Meanwhile, in the warden's office, the warden, sporting an owl-shaped head, was looking anxiously out the window.
Through the window, you can see the azure sea, calm and cloudless.
The ocean always shows its gentle side, but only when you are in it can you discover its ruthlessness and malice.
"That lizard is still swimming in the surrounding waters; it seems to have its eye on us."
The warden sighed and muttered to himself.
He is a special envoy of the Ring Committee, responsible for supervising the witch in the isolated island prison, and is currently reporting an emergency to his superiors.
"I suspect that lizard came for the underground nuclear reactor. Damn it, we shouldn't have built this prison in the first place."
The warden slammed his fist on the table, his expression gloomy.
The Isolated Island Prison was originally a secret base of the White Eagle government of the Ring Realm, but it was abandoned after the outbreak of the Beast Disaster.
He suspected that it was the abandoned underground reactor that had attracted the giant beast.
"Godzilla, an Alpha-class behemoth." The warden exhaled a breath of stale air. "Given its habits, it should have already attacked the island. Why haven't we seen much of a reaction yet?"
This is the point he understands the least.
The other side has been circling around the island, hesitating to launch an attack. It doesn't seem like they're afraid, but rather... they seem to be waiting for something.
After waiting for a while, he finally received a message from the real world.
"Will you send someone to drive them away as soon as possible? Give me a definite time."
The warden sighed helplessly. He always felt that the people above him were unreliable, but as a corporate employee, he didn't want to say anything more.
Anyway, I'll just listen to the company; I don't seek merit, I just want to avoid mistakes.
As he was thinking this, he seemed to hear an unusual noise.
The commotion started out very slight, but it grew stronger and stronger over time.
"That is..."
The warden turned his owl head ninety degrees and stared through the window at the rising sea. Beneath the surface, a dazzling blue light was rushing toward the deserted island.